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“You lie, Esme. I can smell your desire. I can hear the way you breathe around me. Unlike the others forced to earn their credits, you seemed to enjoy what happened in the bathroom. It was far from a punishment. It was as if everything was so natural for you. It fit you. It fit you like a fucking glove.”

He pinched my nipple harder as I shook my head to try to deny the fact that, yes, my body had responded in a shocking way.

No. He was wrong.

Fuck. Was he wrong?

His smile grew as his dark eyes narrowed. “Which I’m going to enjoy. I’m going to have a good time finding an actual punishment for you. I may have to get creative.”

I pressed my thighs together to try to hide the fact that his words and biting hold of my nipple made me wet.

“Why do you do this?” I asked, though my words came out on a gasp, so I wondered if they were even clear enough to be heard.

“Earning my own credits, I guess you could say,” he said in a deep and solemn voice.

“I betray all in my life.” There was no expression on his face. I couldn’t tell what he was feeling in the way he quickly responded.

His hand left my nipple, which oddly my body seemed to miss. But my longing for his touch didn’t last long because he lowered his hand between my legs and pressed past the silky folds.

I couldn’t hold back the whimper and closed my eyes in shame.

“Why are you wet, Esme? Is it my words, the thought of what’s still to come, or simply the pain from my hand?”

He ran his fingertip along the wetness, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t control my breathing or the little noises of betrayal that escaped my dry lips. Just as quickly as Knox had touched my pussy, he removed his hand and took hold of my hair at the scalp again.

He yanked hard on my hair.

“You’re hurting me.”

“Not yet, my sparrow. Not yet.” He tugged harder, forcing my head back, exposing my neck as a vampire would do before feasting on his prey’s blood.

I whimpered not really out of pain but out of anticipation. My body sizzled in need, and my very core screamed for more. Every word, every touch, every single thing about Knox set my body aflame. He was right. I should be screaming. I should be fighting. I should be resisting this nightmare the best I could. Instead, I welcomed it. No… I fucking craved it. Knox was right. I was broken. I was shattered. I was shattered into a million pieces and needed Knox to fix me. I needed the fix. I needed Knox.

“Stand up,” he commanded. “Stand right in front of me between my legs.”

I did as he asked, though how I stood on such weakened legs, I had no idea. My head felt light and my breathing felt tight.

“Part your pussy for me. I want to see my soiled sparrow.”

Never imagining myself engaged in such an act like this, I did as he asked. As if I were hypnotized by the silkiness of his directions—because that was the only thing that could explain such complete madness that was raging through me—I brought my shaky fingers to my smooth pussy lips and spread them wide for his viewing.

Knox reached up and pushed his thumb into my mouth. “Suck my thumb, dirty girl. Suck on it good so I can rub it around that tiny clit of yours until you scream for me to fuck you.”

I ran my tongue against the rough and callused skin and never released the hold of my pussy. I was still spreading myself wide as I sucked on his thumb just as he wanted me to do. My eyes connected with his for a split moment, and I wondered if it was hunger I saw hidden in their depths.

“Beg for my cock. I told you that you would eventually beg for it. So beg.” He pulled his thumb out of my mouth and pressed it against my clit. I cried out in pleasure, but held my position. I didn’t want to let go of my spread lips in fear he would stop the most wicked of his touches so far. “Beg,” he commanded again.

“Please, Daddy. My little hole wants to be spread open by your cock.” The words were so natural. They seemed to flow from my lips without the slightest hesitation or thought.

His ministrations froze and he chuckled. “Oh, my dirty, dirty girl. Having you call me Daddy was for Oz’s benefit and viewing pleasure… but I like it. I think we’ll keep it that way. And I think I finally have found your first real punishment. That building orgasm inside of you will remain right where it is.” He spanked my pussy hard, forcing me to release the spread of my skin. “For now.”